They replaced all the computers in the lab with black Dell machines - black moniters, black mice, black keyboards, black and silver towers... PRETTY. But very odd. I feel like I'm in the Class For Ancient Goths here, old people and black everywhere. Whee.

Cal and I are going to watch "Interview With A Vampire" tonight... I'm tempted to have Grr load Kadin onto a bus and send him up here to watch with us, but it'll take a while to get him here, will it not? Eh. Grr, if you happen to get online, write me? Or let the boy do so? I miss him.

I miss him a LOT.

This is how the computer feels - like a little box of otherworldly electronics in a very THISworldly world. On the bright side, Elru finally updated his diary, and I found a new and amusing angsty poet who goes by Fremenchild. I think it's a Her, but I can't tell.

Now, it's break... and I need to figure out what the HECK is going on. I need to be useful. I can be useful, right? Right?

*sigh* And my hair is NOT black.